Sunday, January 29, 2012

Settling In

Saturday was a long day of exciting newness.  New isn't always exciting in a positive way as my sits bones and can attest.  I slept great Saturday night after 63 miles, 4k calories, and some Vitamin A.  Sunday morning was still rough. This is training though. Start learning to press through in the safety of home. I still felt chilled from last evening's late finish. I pushed through the cold to finish up rather than stopping to re-equip.  I'm chasing the proverbial "fast twitch warmth" that many athletes describe.  I see it on the trail - Saturday morning I was bundled up complete with balaclava passing runners in shorts and tank tops.  So far fast twitch warmth is just a farce to me.

I had ambitions of breakfast at Guess Road Starbucks again.  I checked the "local weather" on my iPhone running iOS 4 and it volunteered 54 degrees. I was skeptical.  The last updated time was current. Saturday still appeared at the top of list rather than Sunday.  I flipped through to other cities where I track weather and they showed more correct and believable information.  Even my static Durham entry showed the anomalous information.  I disabled the local weather feature, deleted Durham, saved changes, then added Durham back and got the cold hard truth: 34 degrees. I wimped out and headed downstairs for hot coffee and hot egg white omelet breakfast. I followed that up with more dietary indulgence.  Feasting really fires up my internal furnace.

I finally got out the door and logged some miles before Rebecca finished her 18 mile long run.  After working out the kinks I was looking for short effective training.  I found a couple sources.  First I found a powerline right-of-way in Woodcroft that ascends nearly one hundred feet vertical in 0.3 miles. This will be great training... when it's dry.  Today it was still wet, very wet.  After washing the bike this morning I promptly went mudding again.  It performed well enough but I did spin out while climbing.  Mud + steep + bad pedal stroke = spinning = stuck.  So I did a bit of hike a bike.  At the top I felt bad for tearing up the hill.  Those Nano Rapters dug down and through roots depositing them on the frame and shifters.  I will be back for more climbing practice but only when it's dry.

Then I connected up with the ATT again.  In the absence of hills anything that creates steady resistance is good practice.  Head winds are the first recommendation from most cyclists.  Personally, I have an affinity for soft surfaces.  I learned a great many things about running mechanics in high school running in the sand at General Coffee State Park.  Along the sides of the ATT there is a good two inch deposit of pea gravel.  Riding through that is constant work. The softer surface sucks power and momentum.  It also pitches left and right requiring constant re-balancing.  I rode in this for around three miles.  I got may strange looks but also a great workout.  Ahh, the ATT it just keeps on giving.  Kudos to Durham for the Open Spaces programs.  The only thing missing is more bathroom stops. 

Rebecca and I both had issues with trail rest rooms this morning. I rode the south side on Saturday partially to scope our restrooms for her Sunday long run.  She knew where they were and planned accordingly.  Unfortunately the buildings were all locked.  Bathrooms on the south side and north side of the ATT stayed locked until well after noon.  We owe Durham parks and recreation a communication.

Solite Park along the ATT afforded my first chance at single track on the Moots.  Solite has a very short mountain bike trail and a Pump Track.  The mountain bike trail was long enough to be exciting.  When it dries out a bit more I think I could run loops in it and pack out a very smooth fast flowing trail.  The Moots first run on single track was not unlike doing slalom with a school bus.  I managed to avoid hitting trees and sliding out in muddy corners long enough to work up an ear to ear grin.  I hope to visit this little trail more in the future.  For the time being Rebecca was done with her workout and it was lunch time.

More miles followed lunch and a short nap.  I did visit the northern terminus of the trail only closer to dark than daylight.  Enroute home I felt like the Moots and I finally started integrating.  I was working, it was performing, and together we were headed southbound.  In my mind we were flying along setting record time.  Mark Calaway used to tell me perception is reality.  I perceived I was flying along. Reality unfortunately did not agree. I usually recognize this high feeling the "evil zone 3" that is the bane of any good training program.  Training is generally done best really easy or really hard.  Todd Spain offered quite possibly the simplest explanation: "Zone 3 is hard enough to require Zone 4 recovery time but without Zone 4 fitness benefits".  Zone 2 requires virtually no recovery time.  Translated for my personal endeavors it means if I'm comfortable then I'm doing it wrong. I always have to work at Zone 2.  It's not fast enough to setup a harmonic.  Zone 3 is "comfortable".  Zone 4 is working but with blinding excitement for as long as it lasts.

Anyways, my "flying along" was more the result of heart rate than actual speed.  Garmin stats bear this out:




I don't know what that 200+ at the beginning is all about. 160 = too hard = Z3. Data:
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/145759568

The Z3 did pay off in getting me home before it got really dark.  There is a hill on Juliette that offers beautiful sunset views.  I missed the sunset but caught a beautiful collage of blue, pink, and yellow at dusk.



This weekend is a wrap with:
Count:    4 Activities
Distance:    115.68 mi
Time:    11:02:07 h:m:s
Elevation Gain:    4,127 ft
Avg Speed:    10.5 mph
Avg HR:    133 bpm
Calories:    8,198 C
on the new Moots.  Now I need to reel that into one day.  It's great to have the calorie burn back. Bring on the pizza!

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Burn In

Friday's fitting went well and I was able to bring my new Moots home. Friday evening I took it out for a short 20 mile ride. The ride was both exciting and uneventful - everything you'd hope for on a maiden voyage. I need to make some personal tweaks to the seat, brakes, and bar ends to get the fully personalized effect. Even with the basics setup the platform is something to behold.
29" rim and 2" of rubber is a lot of bicycle tire but handles easily enough. Again, the platform is amazing. The tires and frame alone significantly smooth out the ride. So far the "soft tail" is unnecessary. So far I'm not riding on rutted out jeep roads.  It's a simple suspension system so I still get some pogoing while pedaling. My suboptimal pedal stroke doesn't help.  For now I'll keep the front and rear locked out.  The front lockout is uber convenient - turn a dial atop the right fork 180 degrees. The rear lockout involves an allen wrench on the lockout collar.

Friday also brought new frame bags.  Everything is coming together nicely.  The frame bag looked huge. It actually was a bit large for the bike.  Kudos to Eric at Relevate Designs for a really great design.  With the frame bag being a bit long I can dimple it in and still use the included straps to keep it astraddle of the frame tubes. And did I mention they are huge?  I swear the rear saddle bag would hold a gallon jug of milk.  Americans can appreciate that. Others may be confounded.

Rebecca, aka wonder wife (credits to Howard Turner for exposing me to this apropos terminology), is also looking for miles in the saddle.  We agreed on a Saturday morning ride to the northern terminus of the ATT for breakfast at Starbucks.  It took a bit to get out the door with all of the newness: new bike, new bags, new water bottle holders, shuffling necessities over to the new containers.  The new stuff will work out, I will get more efficient, but for now it just takes time to migrate and acclimate.  We rode for an hour with a brief stop at the Durham Farmers Market and arrived at breakfast, err brunch.  Small b, mostly unch.


We both marvel at the size of the Moots. It's like the SUV of bicycles.  This photo gives a little insight.  The Moots rear axle is roughly aligned with her Trek front axle.  The Moots front axle roughly aligns with back of the Trek back tire.  It's a beast.  However, it still handles well.  And like an SUV it has a nice cozy cockpit.



After breakfast we headed southbound stopping by the farmers market again.  Our bRUNCH meant we missed the noon closing of the market.


I dropped Rebecca off at home after 25 miles.  She is saving up for an 18 mile run on Sunday.  The stop afforded me time to make a few more small adjustments and load up.  I need to acclimate to the bike but I also really need miles.  It's also a bit of a test. When I got my Tricross a couple years ago my first ride covered the entire southern ATT.  The Tricross was my first attempt at all day comfort.  The Moots is supposed to be an all day and night cruiser. Proof is in the pudding.

I was underwhelmed with REI's version of e-vent jacket.  It lacked any vents other than what the fabric is supposed to inherently provide.  A short twenty minute ride dissuaded me of its efficacy.  It's a real shame because the cut of the jacket was perfect for me.  The sleeves actually reach my wrists and stayed there.  I have my eye on a Showers Pass e-vent jacket that also includes pockets and arm pit vents.  Unfortunately they don't fit as well as the REI.  That leaves me with a dilemma that I have to resolve.  REI with no vents at $100, Showers Pass with poor fit at $250, or just use my $35 L.L. Bean PVC-esque jacket that keeps me warm and dry from rain but sweaty on the inside.  That's a question for another day. For now it's forecast for 60's and sun today!

After REI I decided on a real test for the Moots.  I bee-lined over to the unfinished terminus of ATT south near Southpoint.  This is a real mud fest currently.  Mud is a reality for my event. There is some concern about mud caking on the frame with some versions of the Moots. Time to find out.

I dropped into the trail and immediately sank multiple inches into mud.  I kept pedaling and the Moots kept clawing. Through repeat instances of deep mud I never heard the grinding of tire mud on frame. Positive first test and I will continue looking for more evidence. I had a bit of trouble focusing on this as I was distracted by the performance of the WTB Nano Rapter tires in the mud.  Sure, they slid around some.  However, as long as I pedaled they paddled me forward.  The weight balance on the front and rear tires also seems positive as I never fully sunk the front tire for potential endo. The two inches of rubber and four inches of 29" wheels were christened with mud before I found terra firma. It was muddy and I was happy.

Sloshing through more water and mud I eventually found solid trail and hammered southbound.  For anyone who read Monday's post here is normal not-so-inviting view of the tunnel under highway 64:



And here are the lowlands that made such a great fog bank on Monday night.  East Side:




West Side:



And here is a more typical visage of the ATT Southern terminus. My Monday night dinner spot for one was narrow-parking-room-only on Saturday afternoon.



Google shows a connector from the ATT to Ragan Road.  In person it was particularly muddy.  I wanted more mud testing and I wanted to know if I could connect to Ragan Road.  I sank the moots in mud again and again it performed beautifully.  I climbed a short rise riding in mud and water most of the way up.  My interest was already waning. As I crested the rise I found the trail passed behind an animal pen.  Rain washed animal dung out of the pen and across the trail.  I don't mind mud but this is something else.  I finished up my mudding by heading back down to the trail.

Back on the trail I stopped for another handlebar adjustment. I rolled the ergon grips forward, forward, and more forward until my hand position caused my hand to tingle. Then I rolled them back just a smidgen.  I think they are actually uneven with the right rolled further forward than the left.  It turns out humans are rarely actually symmetrical.  Get over the vanity, accept it, and things get much more comfortable.  Back on solid ground again and headed north you can see some of the slop that collected on my shoes and legs.



Heading north also means heading up hill.  I was getting low due to another round of poor nutrition.  My legs were also burning from learning the geometry of the new bike.  All this means more pictures.  Here is another more typical view of the ATT to contrast with Monday night.  Note the cyclists in the distance.



This is the section of trail where I took the three pictures on Monday night.  These came out much better.



Sorry to restate the obvious but isn't that just gorgeous?  You should have been there, it was even better in person.



Northbound I dialed it back out of self preservation.  Slower pace is also great for catching up on phone calls. Thanks to Waylon for tolerating wind noise, gravel noise, and who knows what else came through the microphone. It was great to have company in spirit even if not in person.

My quads burned all the way northbound.  I wasn't looking forward to the treacherous muddy climb at the very end of the trail so I bailed off the unfinished section of the trail into a subdivision. I was delighted to find the subdivisions are finally connected so I was able to ride on neighborhood streets all the way to the intersection of Renaissance Parkway and 751 where I could pick up sidewalks for crossing I-40.  I wheeled through the under-constructions indifferent about the paving joints.  29" tires and the front shock ate them up.  Even after 60 miles in the new saddle the ledges were little more than undulations when the 29" tires, front fork, and Moots titanium frame were done with them.

I broke in the Tricross carbon frame on the ATT south side and have been pleased with the bike ever since.  Today I broke in the Moots Titanium frame with a geometry that is completely new to me with both the North and South sides of the ATT. The future's looking bright.

Here's my new bike when all was said and done.  Wonder Wife says I have to wash the water bottles off outside before bringing them into the house.  I'm surprised I was allowed in the house.



Gotta wrap this up with bow and get ready for the next undertaking so:
  • The frame, fork, tires, handlebars, and bar ends are wonderful.  It was all sight unseen.  I was optimistic. Optimism payed off.
  • The frame bags are good. The trunk bag is great.  The frame bag is a little large.  The next size down would be too small.  It interferes with tall insulated bottles I like to use.  I need to work on this more. I keep searching for a triangular water reservoir to mount in the normal water bottle mount points and sit nice and low on the frame.  I wore my large camel back today. I am thinking of using a backpack for convenience items and light odds and ends.  It will also be extra water for long desolate stretches. More work is required in the hydration department.
  • I felt some tingling and stress in my hands and shoulders today.  This is somewhat expected when changing bike geometry so much.  I will grow into this some.  I experimented riding with elbows on the handle bars.  I still want aero bars. I am optimistic they will fit and integrate well.  Experiments today are positive.  Getting closer to aero will reduce my wind drag and allow me to use hamstrings and glutes more.
  • I find it difficult to engage my hamstrings and glutes on this geometry.  I need to research this a bit more. My body and mind tell me to move my seat back.  Doing so would put more pressure on my hands. I am taking this slow for now as it is tolerable and more breakin is required. There are just too many variables in flight:
    • The brooks saddle is still new and pushing me forward.  I exert my hands, arms, and quads pushing myself back on the seat. This will diminish as the seat breaks in.
    • The bike geometry is different. I need to be a bit more upright.  My cross and road bikes push me forward so that pressure on my wrists is untenable for more than ~ 100 miles and even then they are tender the next day.  I'm looking for 120-150 miles a day consistently out of this platform.
    • I am still adjusting the handlebars.  They swoop in one direction.  I need to get that swoop dialed in to me.  The ergon bar ends are great but they also need to get dialed in.  Brakes and shifters also play a role here in supporting a neutral hand position.
All in all a great first two outings.  20 miles Friday night and 63 miles on Saturday. That's a good start.

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